"Long ago I made up my mind that when things were said involving
only me, I would pay no attention to them except when valid
criticism was carried by which I could profit." Eleanor Roosevelt
Sunday, December 15, 2002
Just like grandma used to make This has been slow-cooking all afternoon -- anyone want to come over for dinner? Homemade chocolate chip cookies are for dessert! posted at 03:19 PM EST
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Monday, November 25, 2002
Hurrah for Thanksgiving Day! The cabinets are now fully stocked -- we're just waiting on thesetwo to get here and help us eat it all on Thursday! I thought I'd share a few of Todd's favorite things. I've made each of them four years running now and would be shot on sight if I dared suggest otherwise: "New England-style stuffing" (which was voted better than the traditional family stuffing and replaced it), "Holiday Roll" (an old family recipe from Todd's side), and "Martha's Perfect Mashed Potatoes" (because they just don't get better than this if you use Yukon Gold)
I don't eat sweet potatoes, but Todd loves them. Much to his delight, Statia will also be baking this. Now where did I put those elastic waistband pants? posted at 01:59 AM EST
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Sunday, October 27, 2002
Shaken, not stirred InStyle has released their Bar Guide 2002. Although I couldn't afford to order a water at most of the establishments listed, they also included mixed drink recipes at the bottom of each page. The "cinq à sept" from Le Bar in Chicago sounds yummy and the "gummy baby" from Baby's in Vegas is just beautiful.
Buttah ya' bread It's been awhile since I've posted any recipes to The Red Kitchen because quite frankly, it's too hot in south-central Florida to do a lot of cooking in the summer. But with football starting to creep on TV again (and a Monday Night pre-season game on tap tomorrow), it reminded me of one of our fall favorites -- soup or chili in easy-to-make bread bowls. Bon appétit! posted at 02:54 PM EDT
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insert mic in your face Actually just overheard by an Olympics reporter to a figure skater... "How disappointed are you that you didn't make the top four?"
"Well let's see you dumb blonde bitch...I've only trained like 3/4 of my freakin' life for this... I get up around 4 a.m. every day. When do you get up again? I spend about eight hours of my day on ice. On ICE. I haven't felt my friggin' toes since sometime around, oh say, 1994. I'm in UTAH. Hello!? My skirt flops up and shows my ass in all its glory on international television, I'm so sick of glitter I could puke, and you don't even wanna know where I lost a sequin last week. Let's see you put on a plastic smile while your body is being tossed in the air at 50 mph, as you do half of your routine with a metal blade in your face. Oh yeah, my partner's breath smells like the inside of his skate -- and I'm getting really damn tired of seeing him in spandex. What were you saying again? Oh right... It's an honor just to be nominated. Or something like that... What would Brian Boitano do?" posted at 12:16 AM EST
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The first of 2002 It's my first BOOMER SOONER of 2002! Go OU -- beat the crap out of the Razorbacks (in the Cotton Bowl)! posted at 10:58 AM EST
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Monday, December 31, 2001
Cats on strike The cats were threatening to go on strike (or leave hairballs on our pillows) since Claire always gets the brag-photo action around here, so to add to the shame of kitty porn and exploitation on the 'net, here are a couple of photos of Selina and Madeline under the tree (which comes down tomorrow) tonight. Happy New Year's Eve everyone! posted at 10:34 PM EST
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Pink! We went out to Best Buy to cash in a few Christmas gift certificates, and then out to dinner. While out, I got my first stare-point-scream "Oh my God! Her hair is pink!" Tee hee. It's worth it now just for THAT! posted at 09:06 PM EST
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Happy New Year's Eve Top Ten Signs You're At A Bad New Year's Eve Party
(taken from Letterman Top 10 Lists over the years)
10. At 11:58 the host announces, "I gotta get up early. Everybody out."
9. The guy playing Baby New Year in a diaper actually wears one year-round
8. It's at Puff Daddy's place and no one gets shot!
7. The best-looking woman at the party is Katherine Harris
6. To give it a Times Square feel, everyone is groped, fondled and pick-pocketed
5. "Party hats" look suspiciously like stolen traffic cones
4. The "champagne" is really apple juice mixed with Alka Seltzer
3. You notice a "Happy 1999" tag on the package of shrimp you've been eating all night
2. At the stroke of midnight, everyone starts doing their taxes
- And The Number One Sign You're At A Bad New Year's Eve Party -
1. When the ball drops, so do Grandpa's pants! posted at 03:36 PM EST
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Where do they grow neon blue grass anyway? So Todd is making me sit here and suffer through the Humanitarian Bowl today, all in the name of the season almost being over. And as I look at the freaky blue field (yes, blue!) -- I have to stop and wonder. "Do they select the teams for this bowl based on whether or not their uniforms will clash with the turf?" posted at 02:01 PM EST
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So very true! Tara just found this quote on growing up in Oklahoma from former OK resident, and now ECU football coach, Steve Logan. How true it'is!
"In Oklahoma, you're born, they turn you upside down and slap your fanny and if there is a stem in between your legs you go to full pads immediatly. That's all there is to do there." - Steve Logan posted at 01:28 PM EST
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